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Monday, June 2, 2014

Ithaca to Laramie: Farms, More Farms, and Still More Farms

New York State:
picturesque farms on winding roads and green hills.

new york state

Pennsylvania:
don't remember it – I was working.

Ohio:
mosquitoes. Dear heavens, who thought it was a good idea to sleep in
a national wildlife refuge on the swampy shores of Lake Erie? At
least I know that the mosquito net in The Matrix works (sort of).

#*%#(*F!!!

Indiana:
run-down farms on sad, straight roads.

indiana

Illinois:
slightly nicer farms on slightly less straight roads.

illinois

Iowa: wealthy
corn, soy, and wind farms.

iowa

Nebraska:
mega-farms that go on for hours, and hours, and hours, punctuated by
single farmhouses with no neighbors for miles.